There’s so much going on, you may have trouble remembering how their songs go
These Manchester shoegaze punks are “self-confessed maximalists”, which sounds more like a boast than a confession, but nevertheless zooms in on a noteworthy element of Ghost Outfit. There are only two of them, but the cloudy clatter of this debut album envelops you in a manner you’d more readily associate with bands of greater number. Is there really no bass on these 11 tracks? There’s certainly enough rhythmic throb to compensate. ‘Too Soon’ and ‘Switch’, the opening, punkiest turns, drag Hüsker Dü through a hedge backwards in a fashion that can’t help but make you think of No Age. Things take a turn for the gauzy later on: ‘Words’ and ‘Lexicon’ (‘Dictionary’ didn’t make the final cut, presumably) coo and shimmer and divebomb like a quick-fix My Bloody Valentine. You may well be charmed by Ghost Outfit’s acidic battery; but there’s so much going on, you may have trouble remembering how their songs go.